Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

Gao Hongzhe wasn't sure if Liang Jin's direction was correct.

But as things stood, he could only follow Liang Jin.

The two of them rode camels, heading in the direction Liang Jin pointed.

After crossing two sand dunes, they saw a structure ahead.

It was a small yellow mud fort, standing in the middle of the desert.

Liang Jin glanced at the map on his panel and said:

“It seems that's the Hay Depot.”

The Great Qian Dynasty used three methods for information transmission: post houses, stations, and depots.

The post houses were self-explanatory.

The so-called depots, also called relay depots, were usually built near garrisoned transportation routes, with military characteristics, and were also responsible for the transmission of documents and letters.

Gao Hongzhe was delighted to hear this:

“Brother Meng, you are indeed a local. You not only know the direction but also the local place names.”

“It seems we can spend the night at the Hay Depot.”

Immediately, the two men quickened their pace, heading towards the Hay Depot.

As they moved forward, they could see other travelers appearing in the distance.

Those travelers were also heading towards the Hay Depot, obviously planning to stay there as well.

Although the Hay Depot was visible, the two men traveled all the way until it was dark before they arrived.

The Hay Depot was a two-story mud fort with a large open space in front of it.

When Liang Jin and Gao Hongzhe arrived, several bonfires had already been lit in the open space.

At least dozens of people were gathered in this open space, of all shapes and sizes.

Some were merchants, directly setting up stalls to sell goods.

Some were diners, cutting roasted mutton on the fire rack with knives.

There were even prostitutes; a stage was set up in the middle of the open space, with exotic dancers dancing to music on the stage, while the other prostitutes shuttled through the crowd, drinking and making merry with the men.

As for the mud fort, it was originally the site where the Great Qian soldiers were stationed, but after the Great Qian forces withdrew, it had now been occupied and turned into an inn.

Gao Hongzhe was full of curiosity about everything here:

“Brother Meng, I never thought that this small relay depot in the Western Desert would have such a unique charm.”

Born in the heart of the Great Qian Dynasty, he had no chance to see the folk life of the desert.

Liang Jin, leading his camel, also stopped and stood in front of a stall.

This was a stall selling weapons.

The wooden racks were filled with various knives, spears, sticks, and swords, but a closer look would reveal that these weapons were all second-hand, with obvious signs of use.

But looking at the style, they were weapons of the Great Qian army.

“There are bad people everywhere in this desert. Having a knife and not having a knife are two different things.”

Liang Jin was indeed interested in one of the weapons.

It was a black iron spear.

This iron spear did not use bamboo or wood as the shaft, but simply used iron forged into a whole iron spear.

Compared to a wooden shaft spear, the iron spear was much heavier and not flexible enough.

Those who use iron spears need to be more physically strong and skilled in martial arts than ordinary spear users.

And it just so happened that Liang Jin's 《Northern Overlord Six Harmonies Spear》 was a set of fierce and powerful spear techniques, and the effect of using an iron spear was better than an ordinary spear.

Especially what the stall owner said was actually true.

Having a knife and not having a knife available are really two different things.

The Western Desert is now in a state of chaos. Carrying a weapon can deter some petty thieves and avoid many unnecessary small troubles.

Liang Jin turned to Gao Hongzhe and asked:

“Scholar Gao, do you have any money? Lend me some.”

Now, this clone, apart from a suit of clothes, doesn't even have a copper plate, which is really shabby.

Gao Hongzhe said bitterly:

“To be honest, I originally had silver, but it was on a camel.”

“That camel… ran away.”

Liang Jin shook his head greatly upon hearing this.

As expected, this kind of scholar can't be counted on for anything.

Gao Hongzhe hurriedly said:

“But Brother Meng, please rest assured, I am skilled in both calligraphy and painting. As long as I sell a few paintings, silver will not be a problem.”

“With silver, we can also stay in an inn comfortably and have a good meal.”

As Gao Hongzhe spoke, he immediately set up paper, ink, brush, and inkstone to start writing.

Liang Jin sighed helplessly.

In this remote and barren place in the desert, survival resources are scarce, coupled with serious cultural differences, how can you expect others to be willing to pay for calligraphy and paintings?

On the other side.

The stall owner's face immediately changed when he heard that the two of them had no money, and he said with disgust:

“So you are two poor ghosts?”

“If you are poor, don't buy knives and guns. You don't even have to be afraid of being robbed.”

But the next moment, the stall owner saw the two camels behind them, and his face changed again, putting on a diligent smile:

“Just now, I was short-sighted, please forgive me, please forgive me.”

“If you two are interested, you can exchange your two camels for two handy weapons at my stall.”

Exchanging a camel for a second-hand weapon may sound a bit expensive at first glance.

But Liang Jin knew that this deal was definitely worth it.

Although this iron spear was second-hand.

Fortunately, this spear is of excellent quality and in good condition overall.

Many people think that a spear can be made by simply using a wooden shaft with an iron spearhead, but it is impossible to use such a top-heavy weapon well.

Ordinary people or ordinary soldiers can use it, but the requirements for martial artists are much higher.

Martial artists not only have high requirements for the weight distribution of the spear body, but also often fight fiercely, and wooden shaft spears are easily broken.

Although this iron spear has slight wear and tear and looks simple, it is not simple.

It is very well-made, and it must have been used by a spear master before.

If such a spear were placed in the heart of the Great Qian Dynasty, its value would far exceed a camel.

Liang Jin then discussed with Gao Hongzhe:

“I will borrow one of your camels.”

“If we have a chance to meet in the future, I will return it to you with interest.”

The Hay Depot is not too far from Dingfeng City.

Liang Jin and Gao Hongzhe can ride one camel together for this distance and arrive before their food and water run out, so it will not affect their journey.

Gao Hongzhe did not have any objection to this:

“Brother Meng saved my life, this camel should be given to Brother Meng.”

So Liang Jin exchanged a camel for the iron spear from the stall owner.

The iron spear was nearly ten feet long, and Liang Jin could only carry it on his shoulder.

Gao Hongzhe was not interested in weapons. After writing his calligraphy, he began to sell it around.

Liang Jin just led the last camel, watching everything in the Hay Depot with great interest.

After a while.

Gao Hongzhe returned dejectedly, complaining non-stop:

“There is simply no one here who knows the goods, they are all a bunch of boors.”

He carried his calligraphy around, but not only was no one willing to buy it, but he was also ridiculed and insulted, and even almost beaten.

Liang Jin was too lazy to comfort him and was just planning to find a place to spend the night.

At this moment.

They saw five or six people surrounding them.

The leader was the stall owner from the weapon stall before.

The stall owner carried a large knife in one hand and pointed at Liang Jin and Gao Hongzhe with the other:

“You two little bastards! You bought my weapons and dare not pay? Are you trying to run away with the bill?”

“Don’t even bother asking around in this desert, am I someone you rascals can afford to offend?”

“Hurry up and give me the money, or I’ll chop you to death!”